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    with his mate, the white picket fence thing, a house, two kids—
    without a dog, though, since domestic canines didn’t like wolves much.
    Brody padded to his side and gave him a penetrating look. Even in this form, Liam could tell what his friend was thinking. He was busted. Brody gestured toward the forest with his snout and yipped, telling him in the way of the wolves to follow him for a run. Liam was reluctant to leave his newfound mate, but perhaps talking to Brody would do him some good.
    As such, he followed his friend into the woods. For a few minutes, they ran together in silence, shoulder to shoulder, and it felt like nothing had changed, like they were back in Soren’s pack, years ago, before Brody met Carson.
    At last, Brody stopped and shifted into his human form. As Liam did the same, he realized things had indeed changed. Brody had a family, and Liam himself just found his mate. But even though their lives might have taken unexpected turns, Brody and Liam were still the best of friends. If someone could help Liam get out of this mess, it was Brody.
    “So want to tell me what all that was about, at the house?” Brody asked. “Any problems with Shiloh?”
    “Actually, yes,” Liam answered. “He’s my mate, and I fucked up when we first met.”
    Brody blinked, took a few seconds as he seemingly processed Liam’s words, then grinned. “I knew it.” He pumped his fist in the air.
    “I’m gonna have fun tonight.”
    Liam gave him a gobsmacked look. “Carson and I made a bet,”
    his friend explained. “Whoever won got a BJ from the loser.”
    Liam shook his head, uncertain when the conversation had derailed so much. “Jesus, Brody. I can’t believe you put out a bet on my love life. And besides, you’d have gotten a BJ either way.”

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    Scarlet Hyacinth
    “That’s beside the point. It’s the principle that counts.” Brody shrugged, and then his expression turned serious. “Now tell me, how bad is it? Maybe I can help.”
    “It’s bad. Worse than bad.” Liam sighed. “I can’t even tell you everything because he forbade me from doing so, but suffice to say, he’s angry at me, and with good reason.”
    Brody arched a brow. “Hmm…Well, have you apologized?”
    Liam nodded miserably. “He doesn’t want to hear it. What do you do when Carson gets pissed at you?” Surely, the two men fought, too.
    Every couple fought.
    “I get him roses,” Brody replied.
    “Roses?” Liam repeated. Somehow, he couldn’t imagine his friend in a Romeo position offering his mate a bouquet of roses.
    “Yup.” Brody nodded. “He eats them up. Literally. Who knew roses were aphrodisiacs for lambs?”
    “Okay, TMI.” Liam was beginning to doubt Brody could help after all. “I very much doubt that’s going to work with Shiloh.”
    Brody seemed thoughtful. “It’s a different situation. You need to woo him, get him to accept you as his mate. What are a swan’s mating habits?”
    Liam drew a blank at that. He didn’t have a clue. He didn’t know all that much about his mate in the first place. The detective reports hadn’t provided any information about the real Shiloh, the one behind the mask, and Shiloh didn’t seem forthcoming with information. “Oh, God, I don’t know. What am I going to do?”
    “Calm down. Breathe. Carson is Shiloh’s best friend. He’s bound to know something to help you.”
    “But do you think he’ll tell us?” Liam asked.
    “Not if it’s anything secret, no, and I wouldn’t ask him that,”
    Brody replied. “But I don’t think it will be necessary. Come on. Let’s go back home. It will be fine. You’ll see.”

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    They shifted back into their wolf form and started toward the house. Night had already fallen by the time they reached it. Shiloh was waiting on the deck, alone, deep in thought.
    “Carson’s putting the kids to bed,” he said as he saw them. “Go on inside, Brody. They’re probably